Raiding Rooms Poem by Lauren Miller

Cold and shallow
Heartbeat fades into deafening echoes
In this filled room
My thoughts scatter and explode across the walls
Riddles, and lines, and foreign words
Galaxies of color and straight lines
Mine yours flee try run cry bleed
Passion fire truth coward liar minor
Line the walls
Of empty space
Times and places reacreated
On old projection screens
On the ceiling above your head
Lying on my unmade bed
The anxiety comes from the vents
And my unkempt secrets secrete from foreign places
Your head runs in parralell your mind runs and repels
The walls are turning in and the veins of life

Expose from my skin
And the shadows in the sunlight that dark hearts create
Run dirty on the floor and squeeze and squirm
To swallow you whole
You begged and pleaded “Let me in.”
“Please, let me be your latest sin”

The locks on the door of my creation
Fleeing from my place of secrets
Will never lead to you forgetting
What I let you see and what my crippled mind
Has created in this darkest place
Of feelings and second guessing